[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen":3,"chapter-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-9":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Douluo: The Dragon King's Taiji Xuanzhen",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2308577,4511,"Chapter 9: Shrek City, the Changed World, Gu Yue and Na","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-9",9,"\u003Cp>The Transmission Spirit Tower, Deputy Tower Master’s exclusive Dou Armor chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Similar to a blacksmith’s forge, the Dou Armor chamber is a combined laboratory for the three secondary professions: armor design, armor manufacturing, and armor repair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Dou Armor chamber is located on the seventh floor of the Transmission Spirit Tower, spacious and vast, with a giant silver-white experimental table exceeding forty square meters, covered in various metal materials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stunning woman leaned against one side of the table, her jade hand gently propping her chin, her plump, snow-white legs crossed, her graceful figure sculpted into an alluring curve by the motion—though she was unaware, her full attention fixed on the handsome boy beside her, meticulously engraving a soul tool array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen sat before the metal table, his left hand holding a pale purple metal, irregular ripples of texture spreading like waves, his right hand gripping a slender, delicate engraving knife, utterly focused as he carved the metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Advancing all three secondary professions simultaneously is undoubtedly difficult; from sunrise to sunset, he spent the entire day on Dou Armor fundamentals, taking only a single lunch break—now he was testing his learning, practicing to gain true knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple Iron: moderate ductility, low-to-mid soul power conductivity, a cheap yet rare metal, generally used to manufacture low-tier soul tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen carved the Purple Iron stroke by stroke, his movements slow yet his hand astonishingly steady—his body’s supreme control, granted by his true martial soul, was evident; every cut landed with perfect precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One cut followed another, the intricate pattern of the core array slowly unfolding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spark of delight gradually gathered on Leng Yaoju’s face; unconsciously, she stepped closer to her disciple, her hands clenched into fists without her realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time slipped away second by second; Zhao Xuanzhen’s pupils flickered with You blue light, his body motionless as a statue, soul power flowing into his fingers to guide the engraving knife through its final strokes, his rhythm unchanged by a single fraction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Keng—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the final cut, Zhao Xuanzhen blew away the fine metal shavings from the engraved lines; a trace of fatigue flashed in his eyes, then vanished instantly. He looked up at Leng Yaoju, smiling with palpable relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soul power slowly flowed in, the Purple Iron erupted in a stunning violet aura, rising straight into a one-foot column of light without a single tremor, the engraved patterns glowing with transparent purple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Level-One Soul Tool Core Array detonation—successfully crafted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju glanced once and declared: “Xuanzhen, you are now a provisional Level-One Armor Manufacturer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since only Level-Three secondary professions can barely access high-end tech Dou Armor, early-stage armor design, manufacturing, and repair are all rated by soul tool standards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju taught armor design and manufacturing; armor design cannot be demonstrated in a single lesson, but manufacturing—Zhao Xuanzhen mastered engraving a Level-One Core Array in just one day, proving his extraordinary talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen cultivates Daoist arts; his mind is far calmer than peers his age, and he possesses two innate advantages: his true martial soul encompasses both brain and eyes, and his spiritual power has broken through the Spirit-Communicating Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In most cases, core arrays fail due to microscopic errors—but Zhao Xuanzhen rarely makes mistakes. He only needs to memorize the core array’s pattern, use his spiritual power to render the metal’s three-dimensional structure in his mind, then replicate it exactly onto the metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Innate Carving Saint Body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen swam effortlessly through the ocean of knowledge; Xiangbizhixia , the Spirit-Rui Water Pig suffered miserably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three minutes of flipping pages, Rui’s eyes grew clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the Star Dou Great Forest’s hundred-thousand-year soul beasts never copied humans to learn Dou Armor—this stuff is simply not for beasts!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Spirit-Rui’s supreme intelligence struggled to comprehend it—those muscle-bound idiots were impossibly hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full day of reading, the Spirit-Rui Water Pig’s eyes held a look of utter despair, as if knowledge had brutally bullied him, draining all strength and will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alive pig, barely alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems interest truly is a great teacher,” Leng Yaoju slowly smiled. “Achieving provisional Level-One Armor Manufacturer in a day—this also relates to your early exposure to soul tool theory; you’d already memorized those basic soul core arrays.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen smiled lightly—he came from a kingdom of overachievers; pre-studying was etched into his bones!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait… something feels off…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen’s heart suddenly lurched; his face turned pale with alarm—he always visited the Transmission Spirit Tower’s library alone. How did Leng Yaoju know exactly what he’d taken back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju seemed to read his mind, gazing at him with a half-smile, her tone laden with implication:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last night, I got curious and checked your borrowing records.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s the difference from checking your browser history?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen felt as if his loincloth had just been yanked off in public—all because the Transmission Spirit Tower hoarded those scandalous books!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s enough for today. Class dismissed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju understood the art of leaving space in speech; she smiled sweetly: “Let’s stroll through Shrek City tonight. After all, this should be your last night of true leisure—your schedule for the next few years will be packed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays: morning sessions on armor design and manufacturing, afternoons at the Ascension Platform for combat training—Soul Masters always prioritize honing battle skills first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays: I’ve arranged for you a Transmission Spirit Tower Titled Douluo who will teach you armor repair in the seventy-eighth floor’s Mirror Illusion Chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sundays…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Day off?” Zhao Xuanzhen blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dream on. Etiquette class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhao Xuanzhen’s stunned expression, Leng Yaoju smiled knowingly: “Half a day off each week.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sweat of the strong or the tears of the weak—one must choose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From now on, the food chain is fully established: Leng Yaoju exploits Zhao Xuanzhen, and Zhao Xuanzhen exploits the Spirit-Rui Water Pig!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Douluo Continent, Shrek City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek City has a long history, standing firm for twenty thousand years, holding immense political and economic importance within the Dayue Federation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dayue Federation now stands on four pillars: besides the Federation’s Battle God Hall in Ming City, the Transmission Spirit Tower, Tang Men, and the headquarters of Shrek Academy are all located in Shrek City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three superpowers jointly guarding a single city—this has never happened before. This arrangement came to be because of one man—the founder of the Transmission Spirit Tower, the restorer of Tang Men, the legend of Shrek Academy: the Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Yuhao originally hoped the three powers would coexist peacefully, uniting to contribute to the Soul Master world—but over ten thousand years, many things slipped beyond his control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek Academy and Tang Men remain inseparable, each occupying half the inner city, their high-level circles closely connected; the Transmission Spirit Tower, however, has distanced itself, situated on the city’s edge, facing the towering wall that seals off the Star Dou Great Forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight filtered through thin clouds, casting a clear glow; a gentle breeze stirred, and the warm lights of Shrek City’s Changjie Street flickered, painting rosy hues on passersby’s faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures emerged from the crowd, instantly drawing countless glances: the woman tall and curvaceous, her crimson hair rippling in the wind, her red lips smiling, breathtakingly beautiful; the boy handsome, his eyes black as polished lacquer, reflecting clouds and sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stunning pair—retention rate over ninety percent. Passersby speculated: some thought them siblings, others suspected mother and son…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does she have children…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehe, I like it even more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This street is called Phoenix Street, owned by the Phoenix Group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like Tang Men’s Xuan Shi Tang Men Corporation, the Transmission Spirit Tower’s major families, unsatisfied with the vast wealth from selling soul spirits, have all backed their own financial conglomerates. The Leng family’s ancestor founded the Phoenix Group, professionally managed, allowing the Leng family to collect profits effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shrek City is a giant cake; originally, Transmission Spirit Tower families held many businesses within it. But as relations between the two major powers deteriorated, those businesses withdrew to other cities—Phoenix Street became the last remaining one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leng Yaoju periodically dragged Zhao Xuanzhen to stroll through Phoenix Street and other parts of Shrek City—sometimes buying things she liked, more often just walking, her eyes occasionally revealing traces of nostalgia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen had walked more streets in his two lives with Leng Yaoju than anywhere else—he was, after all, the Teacher’s Precious Boy, responsible for full-time companionship, offering pure smiles to affirm whatever caught her interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grilled sausages, three federation coins each, five for two!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chicken drumsticks, fifteen federation coins per jin, buy one jin get half a jin free!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vendors lined Phoenix Street, cries of sales never ceasing, goods dazzlingly abundant—mostly food, mostly targeting Shrek Academy students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master and disciple walked slowly, when suddenly a small figure caught Zhao Xuanzhen’s eye: light fell on the girl’s silver hair, shimmering like moonlight, impossible to ignore—and she was undeniably, impossibly beautiful, with silver hair and silver eyes, sculpted like porcelain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired girl wandered aimlessly until a scent reached her nose; her silver eyes instantly brightened. She dashed three steps to the chicken drumstick stall, looked up at the sign—“Fifteen per jin, buy one jin get half free”—and chirped:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, boss, I’m not buying—can you give me half a jin for free?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whose brat is this? Take her away!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen swore he didn’t laugh—his teeth were just too hot, needed to cool off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rejected outright, the silver-haired girl pouted, rubbing her empty stomach with her small hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gurrr—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one can’t be faked—it’s a real stomach thunder!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We’re both half-beings—why did she inherit world-shattering intelligence and I inherited superhuman appetite!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired girl seethed inwardly, locking eyes with the boy nearby whose teeth gleamed blindingly white, and declared bitterly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Funny? I only see a poor little girl.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, chicken drumsticks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen handed over thirty federation coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you! May you be happy every day, may all your wishes come true!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl had no pride—once she got three jin of drumsticks, she beamed and devoured them ravenously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thirty federation coins meant nothing to Zhao Xuanzhen, whose allowance ran into seven digits, and Leng Yaoju didn’t care either; the two walked on together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl gorged on drumsticks, then glanced aside—suddenly, a towering ancient tree by the roadside had a horrifying, Yaoyi  eye split open in its trunk, radiating bone-chilling cold!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forgetting her hunger, the silver-haired girl recognized the figure and bolted away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The trees along the street began to sprout monstrous eyes—just as the unseen master was about to strike, the girl had already drawn near Zhao Xuanzhen and Leng Yaoju; the eyes flickered with reluctant frustration, then the trees returned to normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little girl, why are you back again? Where are your parents?” Leng Yaoju asked, watching the silver-haired girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pursuer seemed to have abandoned the chase; the girl exhaled sharply, relieved: “I’m an orphan, sister. Could you tell me where the nearest orphanage is? I’d like to ask if they’ll take me in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The orphanage is three streets away,” Leng Yaoju said gently. “Have you awakened your martial soul yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once awakened, you don’t need the orphanage. Cultivation sects across the continent eagerly train young Soul Masters—provided you have innate soul power.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver-haired girl nodded frantically like a chick pecking grain; a flash of light appeared, and in her hand materialized a silver spear, over twelve feet long, its slender shaft densely covered in fine, even dragon scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen leaned back tactically—this dragon spear’s design felt incredibly familiar!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Na’er!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grateful to her drumstick benefactor, the girl gave her name without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That soulless drumstick-devouring machine is Na’er!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen hadn’t recognized her at first—this Na’er differed from the Na’er in his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Na’er Tang Wulin found in Aolai City was Gu Yue Na in human form, with silver hair and purple eyes; later, Gu Yue Na split into two: Na’er, silver-haired and silver-eyed, and Gu Yue, black-haired and black-eyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So before you stands the half-body of the Silver Dragon King, Na'er!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a heavenly omen!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fate is like an unpredictable downpour; those without an umbrella cannot escape it, and those who wish to be drenched never meet it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Zhao Xuanzhen’s complex psychological shifts, Leng Yaoju’s reaction was far simpler: the aura of the Silver Dragon Spear was extraordinarily vast—certainly a top-tier martial soul—and the soul power Na'er released was unmistakably innate full soul power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Teacher, Na'er’s talent is impressive. Let’s take her back to the Spirit Transmission Tower.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Xuanzhen suggested; this opportunity must not be missed—keeping Na'er anywhere else was less reliable than keeping her close by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Spirit Transmission Tower already trained prodigious Soul Masters; Leng Yaoju had the same thought and asked Na'er: “Na'er, would you like to come with us and become a member of the Spirit Transmission Tower?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of hesitation, Na'er said cautiously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do they feed you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All meals and lodging included, three thousand Federal Coins per month,” Zhao Xuanzhen replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Add it, add it, the Spirit Transmission Tower is number one in the world!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large figure and two small ones walked back to the Spirit Transmission Tower under the night sky. Not long after they left, a young man and woman approached from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man was handsome, with a refined and restrained demeanor, appearing to be in his late twenties, his aura indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman smiled sweetly, clinging to his arm, dressed in a flowing emerald-green gown, her exquisite face pure and elegant, surrounded by a pervasive aura of life, like a goddess of nature, inspiring warmth and closeness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ming-ge, why did you suddenly decide to visit Shrek City?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just now, there was a brief fluctuation in space, then it returned to stillness—perhaps nothing happened. Maybe I’m overthinking it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Star Dou Great Forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surrounded by towering trees, before the nearly dried-up Lake of Life, the sinister young man knelt on one knee, his face grim:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss, I failed to capture her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spatial rift transported her to Shrek City—there are too many Titled Douluo stationed there. She has already encountered a Qiangzhe  at least at the Super Douluo level. I dared not confront him directly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So we’ve only found half of the Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Dragon’s golden eyes glowed as he opened his claw, and in his palm floated a young girl, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Master took human form, an accident occurred—she split into two figures, swept away by a spatial rift. The Black Dragon chose to pursue the half with greater power, while the young man, relying on his plant-type soul beast’s ability to split and assimilate, infiltrated Shrek City to track the other half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t bother with her. That three-tenths of power will eventually return to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl murmured softly: “Within the spatial rift, I sensed its aura—in the east of the Douluo Continent…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Once my soul-split wounds are stabilized, I shall act in person…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2505,"2026-06-20T10:43:43.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","11832c2bcafb87e55afd61b429b49b41573d0acd74c777e536f33a06b3937db4","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-10","douluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-chapter-8",92,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fdouluo-the-dragon-king-s-taiji-xuanzhen-cover.jpg"]